Just some Questions.

I spend alot of my time waiting. Waiting for a ride, waiting for class, waiting for a friend, waiting here and there. i frequently people watch. Now it sounds creepy and i guess it is in a way but here are a few questions that come across my mind throughout my day.

Dear middle aged man driving your red ford focus, why do u feel that because you are in your car no one can see you digging up your nose?

Dear women, Do you know how funny it looks when your puttin on mascara and opening your mouth at the same time while driving talking on the phone and lighting a ciggarette?

Dear gays, Whyd o you think its okay to prance around and ruin the rainbow for everyone? i mean i get it im gay your gay we know that we dont have to wear rainbow everything to get the message out. thats why god gave us our gaydar sheesh.

Dear macomb library students, why do you all pretend like youre doing work in the library when everyoen knows that your on facebook, youtube or stareing off in oblivion? Bhahaha. true fact. even the chick at the help desk is on facebook!

This wasnt a very good blog but they are questions id like input on. comment serisouly. do you have questions you frequently wonder about? Comment and ill tell yah what i think :)

Marvelous Mondays

You know Ive been thinking lately. God has a problem with Mondays. think about it. Have you ever looked forward to a Monday? the only Mondays Ive enjoyed were the Mondays that i didn't know it was Monday. Well nevertheless let me begin my rant about how wonderful my Monday was. I woke up this morning half pass 6. laid there till seven. i realized my transportation to school would be there in ten minutes! Now i had to scramble! i was fully prepared for the call i knew i would have to rush but i was ready for it. So i jump outta bed get to the bathroom. first thing first. brush teeth. look in the mirror to do a hair check. meh" good enough!" i thought. i get to my room and for some reason i always pick my shirt before i pick my jeans. Do you do that? jw. anyway i picked out a gray sweater with and gray and purple argile sweater vest. then i picked out the only pair of clean jeans i had left. To my dismay they were a size 28. i knew full well that my ass would not fit into them but shit i went for it. OK so fitting a size 30 waist into a size 28 jean is almost impossible. its like...like when you re a kid and you have that box you have to put the shapes in, its like putting one off those plastic squares into the circle slot . Doesn't work. Well somehow after laying down pushing my stomach over and rolling on the bed for 3 minutes i got them on. YAY!!!! i thought. so i 8 minutes has passed i have two minutes to get my homework and out the door. i found my homework got my phone. sprayed my hair and walked outside. It was a nipply Monday in Detroit Michigan. sirens could be heard in the distance. i took a big cool breath of air. I continue to walk down my porch. they are six steps. one.two. BAM!!!!! Out of fucking nowhere. I'm going down like i two dollar hooker. not only did i proceed to fall down my stairs i ripped the pants. Not only did i rip the pants but my entire left thigh is exposed. So i had to run back inside find new pants. But there were none clean. so i did it.......i dipped in the the high school drawer. i might as well of wore leggings today. that how tight my pants are. But Never the less what a Monday.

ciao!